Trash Squad Day 1 - GAME START

[chinhotta]

[ Maybe you were going about your business and blacked out, maybe you were dead. Either way, when you come to, you are in what looks like the entrance hall to a school, except for the very well secured front door. Before you can really get your bearings, a voice rings out on an the intercom. ]

Welcome, kiddos! —How does that sound? 'Kiddos'? Too daddy kink? Eh, let's go with it for now. Anyway, welcome to a once-in-a-lifetime chance at romance and passion, with fabulous prizes! Find love beyond the boundaries of time and space! Original concept, do not steal.

Pick up your tablets and get settled in! A little later today, we'll have our first heart-pounding get-to-know-you event!

—Oh, also, no violence allowed! I know some of you kids are into the murder thing, but that's not the kind of game we're running here.

[ In fact, there are several boxes of electronic tablets around the room. When you pick one up, it displays the gameplay and rules.]

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[purrtagonist]

[RIN. . .]

[an amused, endeared snort]

If that's your goal, I'll be cheering you on from the sidelines.

[flamingprick]

You can't stop there. Akira, you gotta help me. You're the playboy of the group- [Out of Rin, Ichigo, and Akira he means.] -and I'm not so great at romance. What if someone tricks me to make fun of me? That would be the worst!

[purrtagonist]

[WAIT, HOLD ON--]

I'm the what?? What sort of impression do you have of me, here?

[flamingprick]

Every group of friends has a playboy. I'm not the playboy, and Ichigo's DEFINITELY not the playboy. So it's you.

[purrtagonist]

[he doesn't know if he should be offended over being called a playboy, or that he only got the title by process of elimination]

. . .

All right. Do you really want some tips?

[flamingprick]

[He nods eagerly.]

1/2

[purrtagonist]

[leans in reeeeeeal close, hand near his mouth, like he's whimpering conspiratorially]

The next time you see someone you like, open the conversation like this:

[clears his throat]

[purrtagonist]

Are you a parking ticket?







Because you've got fine written all over you.

[this was a bad idea]

[flamingprick]

[This was a terrible idea.

But Rin is laughing, so it's okay.]

No way, that's so cheesy!

[purrtagonist]

Is it? How about this one:

Do you know what my shirt is made of?

[DRAMATIC PAUSE]

Boyfriend material.

[flamingprick]

Okay, that one is slightly better. But wouldn't it be better for me to say I'm made of boyfriend material?

[purrtagonist]

[with the UTMOST OF SERIOUSNESS]

That's not how the line works, Rin.

[flamingprick]

[OH NO DID HE MISS SOMETHING?]

How's it work then?

[purrtagonist]

Exactly how I said it to you. Ask about your shirt, and your shirt only.

There's no room for deviation from the standard.

[HE'S BULLSHITTING]